Long Weekend, Day One

For the first time in months, I have more than one day off in a row, not due to illness. As luck would have it, the weather was not bright, sunny or even warm. So, I cleaned all day. It actually felt really good to reaquaint myself with my home. (Haven't seen it in a few weeks.) Anyway, it's nice to be in charge of your space again. Of course, I still have tons to do. And I am getting together with several friends that I haven't seen in ages. Have to take this opportunity, because who knows when I'll have time off again.

At least the dog is finally eating. In the meantime, I'm noticing that the lawn needs cutting. (We no longer have a working mower.) We've broken 3 or 4 in 5 years. So we are paying a service - a friend actually. They half-assed it the first time and haven't been back in two weeks. I'm all for a long lawn. Not one to mow three times a week or anything, but it would be nice to have it done a couple of times a month....dilemna: nag the friend or call a new service. We'll see.

Tomorrow should be really nice out. I am going to dedicate some time to serious sun worship, because despite all warnings of global warming, we haven't had a decent week of spring/summer-ish weather since February. I'm hoping for a bit of sunbathing tomorrow before it rains the rest of my days off. Fingers crossed...

Outside the Harry Carey's restaurant in Rosemont, there is one of those Parade of Cows sculptures. It's got big Harry Carey glasses on and it's brown with big holes in it, painted blue. "Holy Cow!" - get it?? Hysterical!

Moretti LaRossa birra - simply the best.

My Friends Think I am Missing

It all started with a 60 hour work week. Prepping for sales, fundraisers, and being out of town. Then my dog grew an enormous lump on her side which turned out to be cancer and we had to have it removed. Then, I went to Mississippi for my sister's graduation from Vet School. I left from O'Hare, flew to Cincinnati, flew to Birmingham and then drove three hours to Starkville. The only thing missing was a train ride! I spent three days packing my sister's things, going to graduation, and the reception and the dinner after. Then, drove to Memphis with my folks to visit a college friend, flew from Memphis to Atlanta, and Atlanta to Midway. Got home in time to go to work for 4 hours. And then get up and worked twelve the next day before going to bartend that night. End, week two.

I worked about 60 hours the following week. Prepping different sales, fundraisers and getting ready for inventory. Last week, my doggie, still recovering from the cancer removal surgery, was acting funny and didn't seem right. Took her in to the vet again and she had to have an emergency spay because she had a pyometra which is an infected uterus. While the had her cut open, they removed cysts on her ovaries and uterus - well, they really just removed the whole kit and kaboodle. So, now, she is recovering from her second major surgery in a month and my wallet is not really recovering at all. Well, maybe a little. Saturday was graduation at Northern, and I opened for the bar and made a killing. At the very least, a step in the right direction. End Four.

After hitting the 4am bells Saturday night, I got up early-ish on Sunday. Was supposed to start bartending for the Equestrian Center. But the bar is still not done, so I went home to nap before inventory. Thought we'd be done by midnight, got done at 3am. I think I went to sleep at 5am. Needless to say, it is Tuesday, and I am just a smidge exhausted still.

My house is a wreck, because I haven't been in it for weeks except to sleep. The boy has been working mad hours as well now that they are catering the Equestrian Center shows and maintaining regular working hours. Poor doggies barely get to see us. Savannah won't leave my side when I am at home. In the meantime, three of my friends have had their babies. Yahoo, there is something in the water!! Anyway, it's been a crazy, mad 5 weeks or so. I'm looking forward to using the last of my vacation days before the year rolls over and taking a nice long Memorial Day weekend.

Recent Email - Made me giggle...

I just want to thank all of you for your educational emails over the past year.

Thanks to you, I no longer open a public bathroom door without using a paper towel.

I can't use the remote in a hotel room because I don't know what the last person was doing while flipping through the adult movie channels.

I can't sit down on the hotel bedspread because I can only imagine what has happened on it since it was last washed.

I can't enjoy lemon slices in my tea or on my seafood anymore becauselemon peels have been found to contain all kinds of nasty germs including feces.

I have trouble shaking hands with someone who has been driving because the number one pass-time while driving alone is picking your nose (although cell phone usage may be taking the number one spot)

Eating a Little Debbie sends me on a guilt trip because I can only imagine how many gallons of trans fats I have consumed over the years.

I can't touch any woman's purse for fear she has placed it on the floor of a public bathroom. Yuck!

I must send my special thanks to whoever sent me the one about poop in the glue on envelopes because I now have to use a wet sponge with every envelope that needs sealing. Also, now I have to scrub the top of every can I open for the same
reason.

I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl (Penny Brown) who is about to die in the hospital for the 1,387,258th time. I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive the $15,000 that Bill Gates/Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their special e-mail program.

I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking out for me, and St. Theresa's novena has granted my every wish.

I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers.

I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day.

Thanks to you, I have learned that my prayers only get answered if I forward an email to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes.

Because of your concern I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains.

I no longer can buy gasoline without taking someone along to watch the car so a serial killer won't crawl in my back seat when I'm pumping gas.

I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr Pepper since the people who make these products are atheists who refuse to put 'Under God' on their cans.

I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer. And thanks for letting me know I can't boil a cup of water in the microwave anymore because it will blow up in my face...disfiguring me for life.

I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be pricked with a needle infected with AIDS.
I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me.
I no longer receive packages from UPS or FedEx since they are actually Al Qaeda in disguise.
I no longer shop at Target since they are French and don't support our American troops or the Salvation Army.
I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number for which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica , Uganda & Singapore a nd Uzbekistan .
I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have their recipe.

Thanks to you, I can't use anyone's toilet but mine because a big brown African spider is lurking under the seat to cause me instant death when it bites my butt.
And thanks to your great advice, I can't ever pick up $5.00 dropped in the parking lot because it probably was placed there by a sex molester waiting underneath my car to grab my leg.

I can no longer drive my car because I can't buy gas from certain gas companies!

If you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 70 minutes, a large dove with diarrhea will land on your head at 5:00 PM this afternoon and the fleas from 12 camels will infest your back, causing you to grow a hairy hump. I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of my next door neighbor's ex-mother-in-law's second husband's
cousin's beautician...

Have a wonderful day...
Oh, by the way.....
A German scientist from Argentina , after a lengthy study, has discovered that people with insufficient brain activity read their e-mail with their hand on the mouse.

Don't bother taking it off now, it's too late.